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Third Time’s the Charm (Keeping Score)

Author(s): Julia Talbot

Demon hunter Skye isn't terribly stable to begin with, but when he loses his twin sister to a demon swarm, the big bosses decide he needs retraining. Laurent, head trainer for the organization, is assigned to Skye's case, much to his dismay. The last thing Laurent needs is a crazy berserker to deal with, no matter how hot the man is. He can't help but admire Skye, though, and working together turns out to be easier than Laurent expects. They're both determined not to get emotionally involved, but that's easier said than done, especially when they have to depend on each other to survive.

Can Skye let go of what he's lost in time to figure out what Laurent can give him?

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Skye sighed, ready to rip the room apart. With his teeth. He'd started gnawing on the hinges when a knock sounded, allowing him to back off before the door opened.

"It's about time," he growled, not even checking to see who it was. "Where are my swords?"

"I have no idea. I'm not the weapons master."

The guy looked familiar. Tall. Broad. Dark hair pulled back in a severe ponytail. Stubble. Pretty, Skye noted idly. "Then get him." He wasn't dealing with anyone else. Skye wanted his weapons. His hands itched he wanted to get back to work so bad.

"No." The word came out flat and hard, and the man looked at him, eyes a crazy yellow topaz color. "I'm Laurent. Training master. You're assigned to me indefinitely."

"Relegated to training? Bullshit." He wasn't a rookie. He'd done more missions than half the veterans had. Maybe three quarters of them.

"Do you still have it?" Laurent looked him over, as if only now noting the bandages he still sported.

"A healthy part of it. Wanna see?"

"Not really, no." Laurent sighed. "I just want to get this over with and get you out in the field."

"What do you need to sign to get this done?"

Laurent held up a hand and started ticking off fingers. "Psych eval, physical clearance from the doctors, my evaluation of your readiness and knowledge of all of our possible opponents."

"I'm crazy. No need for an eval to establish that. I'm stitched up like Frankenstein. Give me my weapons and I'll show you ready." He held on to his temper with both hands. Mostly.

"Clearly you didn't know Beratu pods are like giant blue ant hills, or you wouldn't look like this."

Oh, no. The man did not just say that. He and Star had survived one Beratu swarm. In fact, every bit of information in the archives about them in the last two hundred years was from Star's writing. He snarled and punched the fucker, right in the face. Bang.

Laurent popped back up like one of those plastic punching dolls and smacked him in the chest, the energy of it lifting him off his feet.

Ow. He was still sore. Not sore enough to back off, but sore. Spinning in a low sweep kick, he took Laurent's left leg out, knocking him to the floor.

That got him a grunt, then Laurent went after his kneecap, punching it hard to the side. Christ, that hurt, made him stumble to the ground. He was getting too old for this shit. Skye went for the fake, curling into himself like he was hurt. It didn't work. Laurent rolled up and stood back, waiting for him, shaking out those big hands and bouncing like a boxer. Damn it.

It took most of his reserves, which were running at a quarter-full at best, but he leapt up and rushed, just wanting this fucker out of his room.